you have to live.
wasn't going to post anything from the new collection before it was fully finished, but in light of recent events
start by staying alive.
The Bowery Presents
Not today Justin

titsay
taylor price
The Stonewall Inn
noise dept.
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Doug Jones
macklin celebrini has autism
EXPECTATIONS

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shark vs the universe
almost home
RMH
Noah Kahan
Mike Driver
$LAYYYTER
Monterey Bay Aquarium
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
todays bird

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@shotsandpills
you have to live.
wasn't going to post anything from the new collection before it was fully finished, but in light of recent events
start by staying alive.
Creature illustrations by MsNaught on ArtStation
the spirit is willing but the flesh is chronically ill
microdosing hell by waking up every morning
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I don't know if I'll ever get better-i reinvent my trauma and visit there often.Nothing good comes out of it,i know,but my sickness has no cure,i die there recurrently,i abuse myself.
Has no one told you she's not breathing?
“Don’t you dare fucking touch my heart unless you plan to stay.”
— Unknown
“You deserve someone that reminds you that you are not hard to love.”
—
F.E. Marie
♡ Need support?
What a long way, I thought, I’ve come— to be destroyed.
James Baldwin, Giovanni’s Room
i have invisible handprints on my skin
every hand that forced its way onto my body
i will carry them round like scars
that only i can see
The only thing Shane could ever do well was write, but he had only ever done it drunk.
-Seven Days In June by Tia Williams
just so you know
2020
I WANNA KILL MYSELF
I wont but like.... just so u kno.... I wannaaaa
I NEED TO SMOKE A LOT OF WEED FUCK
day 11 of 365
I bury you in the morning just to dig you up at night. Grief wins by waiting and my tired bones can give no more. I hear you where you are not. Nothing arrives without you first.
— andrea tivej, daily entries